At the nearby "pizzeria"... I watched how the "pizzaiolo" prepares pizzas. Watching him was both fun and interesting. I was learning something! it looks like his job was very easy that I can even think of doing it myself, no sweat! We have our usual pizza night with my inlaws and that's my chance to see my chosen pizza being prepared right in front of me.
I tried to prepare my own pizza with the help of my husband. It wasn't easy! It wasn't how I thought it would be. There's no such thing as an easy job... moreso, it wasn't something I'm used to do... Pizza seems to be an ordinary thing here, but I can never make a good quality pizza myself.
It isn't a trivial stuff... you learn to do something, you hone your skills and then make them perfect. Each time I bite on my pizza, I think of the people who prepared them well!
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